I HAVE A DUCK STORY.

So one time i had this crazy crush on this boy, this was way before Matt and it was maybe Junior year of high school (16-17 years old) and I realized nothing would ever happen. So I go to the park for this churchy cookout with friends and I kind of wander off cause everybody has someone they're lached onto (including my best friend and her boyfriend) so I go look at the ducks on the lake and just commune with nature as much as you can sitting at a fake lake beside a busy street. And I decide, you know what; it ain't so bad. Solitude is something people take for granted sometimes. Being alone is good for your thought process, it's good for your soul. And there are things in nature that get along just fine while they're alone. Like ducks! Right ducks?

I look over my shoulder.

And the ducks are having sex.

Needless to say, I scowled aplenty.